Friday, December 30, 2005

Apparently it's raining enough to be a flood danger. They said Salem was one of the danger areas, but then gave news only for Portland and it's suburbs. Yahoo just says aflood alert until Saturday night. I hope it slows down tomorrow.

I have gotten back to reading. My pile of books (listed here) is rather long. Obviously I haven't kept up for a while. I got two books on the list read and am reading a third. It's not on the list, however, because it's a science book. Hyperspace by Michio Kaku. The hyper state my mind was in has degraded to agitation. I hope I can read tonight. Gonna watch a couple of episoded of Six Feet Under first. Don't have a clue how that will affect my state of mind.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Holiday spirit comes and goes for me. I had it quite a bit of it while shopping with my sister this past week. One day, while putting some decorations about and listening to carols, it was there, too. After sitting a while at this computer, however, it seems to fade. I guess it's always been on and off with me. In this photo I look like a deer caught in the headlights. My brothers look happy and my sister is genuinely photogenic. I always hated to be noticed. I don't know why because I think I also craved attention.I love this photo despite my terrified look. Several years ago I thought I had accidently thrown it out. I felt sick every time I thought of it. When I discovered that my sister still had it, I was so relieved. I'd been so sure she'd given it to me.

I am told that I always look the same in photos. My husband and son easily pick me out in any old photo I happen to show them and both comment "You haven't changed." Even when I manage to smile, apparently. I feel the same, mostly, but I don't really think I look the same.

Monday, October 17, 2005

I went to the grocery store this afternoon. There was nothing particularly special about that, but after I had gotten all my items onto the conveyer and half of them were checked out, I realized I had forgotten my checkbook. We shop at WinCo and each checker can do two customers at a time, so the woman ahead of us had just paid and was packing her bags. My husband was packing our bags. I called out across the counter asking him if he had his checkbook. Nope. So.... the lady in front of me offered to pay for our groceries and let us send her a check later. I thanked her, though not profusely enough. Since the checker had a way to suspend the check-out process while I went home to get my checkbook (we live only a few blocks away), I chose to do that instead of taking her offer. Still, it was truly a kind thing to do. My only regret for not taking her up on her offer is that I didn't get her name.

So, yeah. There are a lot of cranky people in the world, but there are also some very, very nice people, too.

Friday, April 29, 2005

I finally just gave up on getting this particular blog to my website. I've decided to use another one of them. I will keep this one to keep track of those I read. Unless I need to post something in this one, the consolidated blog is here: http://www.Writing.Com/authors/airycat/blog.

Monday, April 18, 2005

I know there's a way to get this blog onto my website. Both Blogger and Crosswinds say so. I've followed the directions accurately, as far as I can tell, but it's still here at Blogger. So I'm just writing this to see where it publishes. I'm hopint that only the old entries are not going to the website..... but we'll see.Nada! It wouldn't even publish. So I switched everything back to Blogger and it still didn't publish. So I changed my password. Try again...I had to log out and back in again and it finally published....hmmmm.... maybe if I do that when I change the settings...Aaarrggh!!! Apparently there is a Blog called Airynothing, which is the same as my website, and trying to connect my blog to my website somehow connects me to her blog and, of course, I can't log in properly. What a pain!

Monday, April 11, 2005

After eightmonths of painting and trying to get settled in my new house without Iqbal, he arrives and decides he doesn't really like this house. Whatever happened to "I'm not going to move again when we get to Oregon!"? This house feels cramped to him. I could have rented a place and saved myself a lot of hassle.Oh, well.... So for the past week we have been looking at houses. I vetoed a couple. He vetoed a couple. Some we both knew weren't right. Saturday we put an offer on a house that had a guest house for Mom and an apartment for Alex. It was nice. It had plenty of room and a fireplace and a swimming pool. I felt neutral about the house. That's good, because they turned down our offer and we can't really pay more. Our next choice sold in the meantime.Today we looked at four or five houses. I liked the first immediately, even though it isn't one I would have thought I would have liked. I loved the second, but it didn't have quite enough room and it was a bit dark. It was also worth every penny they were asking for and that was out of our range. The next one was one I "had a good feeling about." So much for my feelings. It was on a busy street and needed a lot of fixing up. It had six bedrooms, but it also smelled and was a mess. The fourth house was worse. It could have been a wonderful house. Instead it looked like a wild animal's lair and smelled worse. We suspected it was a crash pad for addicts. We merely drove past the fifth house because it was on a very busy street and wasn't the greatest neighborhood.In the end we went back to the first house and looked at it some more and tried to figure out how our stuff will fit in. This house (the one I'm in) still feels bigger to me, but the numbers say that one is bigger. It has a lot of charm and the neighborhood seems quite nice. I like the feel of it. Since we both liked it, Alex thought it was "okay" (hey! no apartment means he'll be more inclined to get his own place sooner... ie. grow up!) and my sister had very good vibes about it, we decided to put an offer on it. We should know by Wednesday, if we got it. Then it's back to packing and boxes and ....aaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Just what I needed. Another blog! Well, I'm here and I will try to get a post in now and then. Maybe I'll just triplicate, or quadruplicate.... Nah. I don't want to murk up cyberspace that much.

Why do we blog? I think it is a form of validation. The world has gotten so impersonal, despite being smaller in so many ways. Now we spend so much of out time online. (If you don't, your likely not reading this.) Comments to our entries are proof that somebody is listening.

Needleworkers When I visit blogs here on Blogger/Blogspot, making comments often automatically refers bloggers to this blog. I do have another blog where I post needlework, however. It's more relevant than this blog. (It's also updated more frequently.)

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Tongfengdemao means Airycat (in Chinese). I'm a perpetually 29 year old woman trapped in an aging (but reasonably preserved) body. My life is made of color and story. After lo these many years, I feel the butterfly emerging.... but what a tough cocoon!